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Conf  Pam  #786 

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The  Southern  Matron  to  her  Son. 


AIR-"Oh  No,  My  Love.  No. 
:o: 


I  weep,  as  I  leave  you,  with  bitter  emotion, 
Yet  view  me  in  kindness,  refraining  from  blame  ; 

My  tears  are  the  tribute  of  anxious  devotion, 
I  would  not  withhold  thee  from  duty  and  fame. 

When  thy  country  in  peril  bus  called  thee  to  aid  her — 
Though  my  heart,  may  in  parting,  with  sadness  overflow. 

Yet  undaunted  go  forth  to  meet  the  invader, 
I  would  not  detain  you,  oh  no,  my  love,  no! 

To  the  march  and  the  battle — all  heedless  of  danger. 

lie  enduring  and  firm,  and  the  foremost  in  fight; 
For  the  fair  sunny  South,  meet  the  hirling  and  stranger. 

And  strike  for  thy  country,  thy  home,  and  the  right. 
Away  to  the  combat,  lest  liberty  perish. 

And  proudly  lead  on  in  the  charge  on  the  foe ; 
The  fame  of  their  soldier  the  rescued  shall  cherish. 

They  could  not  forget  you,  oh  no,  my  love,  no ! 

The  cheek  may  be  pale  and  the  eye  dimmed  with  sorrow. 

When  the  couversc  and  view  of  the  loved  are  denied 
From  our  cause,  and  thy  conduct  I  comfort  shall  borrow  ; 

I  may  grieve,  but  my  grief  will  be  tempered  by  pride — 
For  the  brow  of  the  hero,  the  laurel  is  braiding. 

And  blessings  and  praises  the  land  shall  bestow — 
Thou  soon  sbalt  return  decked  with  glory  unfading. 

T  will  not  detain  you,  oh  no,  my  love,  no  ! 


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